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  The air here is different, and I don’t like it.
  There is always so much rain; it’s super foggy during the morning hours and late at night, it’s like the wet season but worse. Maybe it’s just the altitude difference that’s got me so on edge, or the temperature -- it snowed this winter, how ‘bout that? -- but I think the trees give me jeebies the most.
  Evergreens blanket every available space along these hills, and I can’t find the comfort I usually do in soaring anymore. The trees are like needles when I look down at them, and I get a sinking feeling in my gut whenever I look at them too long, like I might fall out of the sky and spear myself. It’s just… suffocating. Claustrophobic, maybe, but I can’t hope to describe it better than that.
  I hope Zeke is acclimating to our new home better than I am. He seems to like the rain and I don’t know why. He didn’t want to leave our old home, but… I think he understands why we needed to.
  There are times I do find myself missing the grassland savannas we came from. The only things I needed to look out for were jaguars, occasional trucks of tourists, and Zeke. There, I could see for miles. Now -- urgh, the trees -- I don’t know who might be watching.
mm,, backgroubds

comfort zonen't

any critique is greatly appreciated (give pls)

how can I add better shadows in a cloudy setting? what can I add to make the composition less boring?

Description

  The air here is different, and I don’t like it.
  There is always so much rain; it’s super foggy during the morning hours and late at night, it’s like the wet season but worse. Maybe it’s just the altitude difference that’s got me so on edge, or the temperature -- it snowed this winter, how ‘bout that? -- but I think the trees give me jeebies the most.
  Evergreens blanket every available space along these hills, and I can’t find the comfort I usually do in soaring anymore. The trees are like needles when I look down at them, and I get a sinking feeling in my gut whenever I look at them too long, like I might fall out of the sky and spear myself. It’s just… suffocating. Claustrophobic, maybe, but I can’t hope to describe it better than that.
  I hope Zeke is acclimating to our new home better than I am. He seems to like the rain and I don’t know why. He didn’t want to leave our old home, but… I think he understands why we needed to.
  There are times I do find myself missing the grassland savannas we came from. The only things I needed to look out for were jaguars, occasional trucks of tourists, and Zeke. There, I could see for miles. Now -- urgh, the trees -- I don’t know who might be watching.
mm,, backgroubds

comfort zonen't

any critique is greatly appreciated (give pls)

how can I add better shadows in a cloudy setting? what can I add to make the composition less boring?